A cora ya u pidkivky, a cora ya, cora;
Moya lyubka vid nedili chora, lyubka chora.
Cilyi tyzden choruvala, bo robota bula,
A v nedilyu poduzila, bo cymbaly vchula.
A day mene, moya mamko, za cymbalistoho;
A cymbaly sy pirvaly, nema nicho z toho!
Oy, koby my, fayla lyubko, v kupi nochuvaly,
My by toty cymbalyta nazad poskladaly.